Writing Exercise - Write a story based on your iPod on shuffle

Blackbirds by The Beatles

It was a beautiful morning outside, and Emily stretched as she listened to the blackbirds chirruping outside. She sat up and stretched, then swung her feet to the side and jumped out of bed. 

One of the Boys by Katy Perry

Quickly, she grabbed a pair of overalls from her closet and pulled on a faded pink shirt. As she pulled the overall straps over her shoulders, she also grabbed a nice necklace off of her jewellery rack. 

She walked downstairs with a bounce in her step, and grabbed a frying pan off of the kitchen shelf. Quickly mixing up batter for pancakes, she threw the pan on top of the stove and set it cooking.

Exterminate Regenerate by Chameleon Circuit

Her father ambled downstairs, and Emily stiffened. She continued cooking the pancakes silently, trying to ignore her father sleepily pulling out a chair behind her at the kitchen table.

“Morning, Em,” he said quietly.

“Dad,” she replied cordially.

Sighing, he stood, and set the coffee maker going.

“For how long are you going to be mad at me?” Emily’s father asked. Emily continued ignoring him, flipping the pancake onto its other side. 

“Em,” he tried starting again. “The farm needs you. The cows don’t even like me any more. And you don’t really need any more education if you’re going to work here. You already-“

Emily flipped the pancake into her hand, and slammed the pan back down onto the stove.

“You can make your own pancake this morning,” she said coldly. “I’m going to do my chores.”

Jamie’s Crying by Van Halen

She could here her father protesting behind her, but pulled on her dirty rain boots, grabbed her bag, and left the house in a flounce anyways.

Outside, she welcomed the quiet once again. It was refreshing, like a sweet drink of water after a mountain hike. She headed out towards the western barn.

The cows were calmly waiting for her when she opened the doors, and walking quietly into the pasture as she herded them out. 

Once the cows were safe out in the fields Emily hopped up on a fence to watch them. She wouldn’t need to do much until it was time to milk the cows , so she pulled off her bag and opened it, digging through for her schoolbooks.

She had the averages. She had the drive. Emily was sure at a good college she could learn so much about how to make the farm better, more marketable, more profitable. She didn’t even want to go far, just to the good community college out in town where she could come home for the weekends.